Novels by Elliot

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱I watched her without realizing it, watched until the sun was setting and the barrier surrounding Samael’s plan was thinner, until the rune fragment she sent me was strong enough to enter."Don’t be an idiot," I remembered as my wings throbbed, "there’s no room for kindness, not after all you’ve done, don’t be such a hypocrite".I swallowed hard and a smile easily appeared on my lips when I crossed. It was like a fog touching my skin, a comfortable cold, a feeling I had missed even without realizing it.What the hell was I thinking? What was going on with me?I closed my eyes tightly, but my wings just beat, just took me there, to that breathless breath and that smile that could be felt in her voice when she called me."Azrael!" His arms wrapped around my neck and... had they always been so warm?"I thought you couldn’t come..." whispered her face down to my neck, I could feel her lips arched into a smile "okay? Did you get hurt getting past the barri

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱The child began to be able to move gradually, in a way that was still a little time consuming and different from his usual, from the child who ran around and insisted so much to have his little body in that garden.His speech had returned too, his voice was less guttural, more understandable and a smile that was not painful could be seen, one that was not put on that face just because of the melancholy of Callisto."Look! You can move your arms better now" the quartz eyes were flickering as you said that as something equivalent to Loren’s first steps, as if that was some kind of novelty that should be celebrated with various gifts and a party "how is your breathing? Something still burns?" tried to caress that small face as if it was something that would break by any slip on his part.Loren was now like a valuable piece of porcelain, one that could not risk being damaged after being restored."I’m fine, Dad..." the child’s voice was still low when to

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"I like stars," he said while playing with a pearl between my fingers "I like how they look, how they’re bright and beautiful. I like purple, I like how the sun in this world is red, even though here where Samael lives he looks different."Keir smiled, his hands still playing by my hair."What else?" asked me with her face resting on my thighs."I like salty foods, slightly spicy, bittersweet and especially the dessert that the boss of the mansion always makes." The one that looks like jelly with syrup."Pudding? ' She asked me smiling from the corner and I nodded."That’s right, pudding.""Um, um, uh...""I also like pretty dresses, braided hair, flat shoes, delicate swords..." I continued to list "I like hardcover books and slow songs.""And old scrolls? You live surrounded by them" Keir joked, his lips arched in a mischievous smile that made my heart beat."Silly" I hit with my fingertips on his nose."I know, I know" gave up "continue... what els

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Quinn ⋅• ♱His arms wrapped around my body and then everything seemed to be fine.I no longer felt the blood, nor the weight of the souls that I plucked, that I hurt."Everything will be fine" he repeated as a melodic song and if it was Calisto who told me those things... I naturally believed."How can you not like it here?" I asked as I stared at that landscape, the sky, the grass that resembled a red foliage. The stars that always shone in the sky almost always cloudy.Calisto snorted."I don’t know..." he said sincerely "maybe... I just can’t see the beauty of hell when I didn’t have you by my side."A twinge struck my chest, a twinge of happiness and hope."Fool" I mocked wrapping my arms around his neck.I loved that being.He loved his color-changing eyes, loved his foolish way of thinking that the world was more beautiful outside of hell. He loved the way the rebellious waves of black hair he had struggled to unravel around his delicate face.I loved the

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱I could not sleep.My eyes weighed and weighed, but I could not sleep - because there, in my arms -, there was a fragile being who did not seem able to open his eyes again.Whenever everything was cloudy and sleep pulled me down, I saw myself awakening in fright and looking at him.Checking.Checking to see if he was still alive, if he was still breathing.It was every day, every second - more complicated to watch, to watch."You should rest," Azrael told me one night, his eyes sharply in pain as he stared at the child, my child."How?" I heard myself ask, Loren’s sleeping face was so pale I had to put my fingers close to her nostrils to make sure he was still alive."Samael is good" he said hoping to console me, but it didn’t work.How would it work?"Then why haven’t we heard from you?" I practically growled, my hands closed in fists, tears burning in my eyes "I sent letters and more letters... I... I did everything I could... I DEMANDED answers a

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"Asmodeus is a great...""This time it’s going to work," I said ignoring the voice of that damn demon in my earring as I focused on that crystal, that crystal I was able to form from Quinn’s blood."You’ve been repeating this since...""Shut up" growled tearing the earring from my ear and throwing it at the wall.I wasn’t in the mood to be careful about whether or not I could hurt him or even break his prison.I was just tired.I wanted to see her."It needs to work" I muttered as I imbued more and more magic in that little crystal "work, work..." I kept repeating, as if somehow that was a stupid mantra - strong enough to make everything work; but nothing could be easy when it was for me, right?Nothing worked as it should.I bit my mouth hard, the fangs thrust into my lip until a sliver of blood came down my chin.I couldn’t see her, I couldn’t be with her or protect her. I couldn’t go to her even though time was passing and yet, the least I was a

"Where are we going?" she questioned for the 5th time and Kalias turned to face her. They had not talked about it, but after Aynur’s tears touched his wounds - he had the confirmation, she was really the Goddess’s shell and her awakening was near."Even if I told you where we’re going, you wouldn’t understand, so why insist on asking?""Because you don’t tell me anything!""That’s because you don’t need to know"He accelerated his steps."I... I do need it!" She tried to argue, but by directing her attention to something other than walking in that dark forest full of nearby trees – she stumbled and Kalias’s arm grabbed her before she had a direct encounter with the ground."Careful, watch where you’re going," he said looking angry."I am so sorry""No" he sighed "you came down. You keep doing stupid things even when I say to not make them""You were screaming!" she tried to speak, but Kalias held her by the arm with a certain force."You’re a fucking human, you think you’ll survive fo

Squeal in the pain.Shadows and complete darkness by the lack of moonlight.There were screams, growls and at one point - Alice can’t help but wonder, hidden under the covers - how much of that was true?'The goddess of the moon, the lady of the shadows... the owner of all the creatures that crawl the earth' humans used to say, but in the stories that they told, this Goddess was killed by the god of mortals, and after that the monsters were expelled to the grave, a dark world full of pain, where they would live in agony as in a Purgatorio itself.Kalias believed that she was this Goddess, that her body was nothing more than a shell for this Goddess to hide, but if that was true, then what kind of person Alice really was? What kind of Goddess abandons her own and hides in the world of the creatures that condemned and killed her? Only the thought made Alice’s body nauseous, her arms locked, but a cry of pain echoed throughout the forest, a familiar cry.'Kalias', she thought and for som

The fabric looked like Micah against her naked skin, the icy wind somehow no longer bothered her, but in the memory of Alice - only fragments of that massacre remained, fragments of the expression of contempt that the monster that attacked everyone had on his face.It was cold - she could remember.It was cold to the point that she thought she would freeze there, that her heart would finally stop as the blood dried on her hair, on her clothes; after all, as much as Kalias possessed certain knowledge - he had no idea of how fragile humans really were.So how could he imagine that a mere icy night invading that girl’s room - would make her the next thing to be buried in the yard?Alice’s face became crimson as if it had been bathed in a red ink, her hands grasping the warm and thick dullness that had been thrown over her body in an attempt to sink there; it was cold - she remembered and then there were arms grabbing her, hot lips that kissed yours and a feeling... a sense of completenes

Aynur was still human, Kalias remembered a little too late, since now the girl’s body was cold as a marble stone, frozen by the breath of death."Do not dare" he repeated almost like a mantra, the long, almost skeletal fingers touching that thin, now pale face of the girl."Shit! Shit!" he would repeat and repeat while removing his own clothes, because maybe... well, maybe there was still a way.The cursed waters enveloped their bodies, now both naked - Kalias’s arms held Aynur so close to him that he could hear the weak heartbeat of the girl."Survive" he practically ordered and his fingers slipped through the black strands of the girl´s hair, letting the water pass, walk there and take from the body, hair, face - every measly sign of the dry blood left over them.A low grunt escaped through Aynur’s rosy lips, her arms weak and pale, completely scratched - wrapping around Kalias' marked neck."Don’t leave me..." she said "please don’t leave me this time..." her lips trembled, her eye

"You can only be dumb, there is no other reason to that" Renriel said without even blinking, the golden eyes as liquid gold seemed to wander the place, the scarce and almost non-existent decoration of that abandoned castle in the confines of the black forest."I found her, why exactly are you calling me dumb? I don’t remember any other having met the moon goddess, not before me "Kalias let go with pride in his words and a discrete look."Puff" Renriel blew "you have to conquer the girl, you imbecile. How do you intend to do that when you treat her like garbage?"Kalias' opaque eyes narrowed."She’s a human" he tried to retort."No, asshole" Renriel stood up while saying "she’s your future fucking queen, the lady who will sit next to you on the throne"Kalias' body has hardened."I will be by his side" a sweet voice had told him many years ago "I will sit by his side and be his queen," but as all that was sweet, that voice was lying."I don’t need a queen" he said feeling his whole bod

The night seemed eternal, the darkness took over that place and if you looked out the window, all you could see were trees and more trees. Giant trees everywhere, pine trees with a strong odor in a dark soil, as dark as the sky of that damn place.As soon as the monster that kidnapped her disappeared from her window, she got to thinking.Alice did not know many things, but she knew that she was no longer in the mortal realm, in the realm of humans. No.She was somewhere else, she was in the shadow, in the realm of werewolves; but even though she wasn’t too dumb to understand that, she was there - hanging from the window, stretching her arms towards the first tree that looked close to that damn tower."Just a little more..." she said to herself and with a leap of faith, she threw herself towards the wood. The skin of her hands was cruelly torn by the texture of the wood, but not even the burning made her question her actions.She’d walk out of there.A leap between the leaves that look